[Verse]
Said Lizzie to Phillip as they sat down to dine,
"Well, I've just had a note from an old friend of mine,
His name is Big Geordie and he's loyal and true,
Oh, and his dirty big nose is a light shade of blue."

"And he says that the Rangers are right on their game,
And he's asked for a trophy to add to their fame,
I'll send up a cup that the Rangers can win.",
Said Phillip to Liz "watch the Celts don't step in."

Said Lizzie to Phillip "well they don't stand a chance,
I'll send up my Gunners to lead them a dance,
With Celtic defeated the way will be clear,
And a cup for the Rangers in my crowning year."

But alas for their hopes of the loyal true blues,
The Celtic beat Arsenal and Manchester too,
Beat Hibs in the final and, oh, what a scene,
Sure Hampden was covered in banners of green.

[Chorus]
Toor a loo, toor a lay,
All the Celtic supporters were shouting that day,
Toor a loo, toor a lay,
All the Celtic supporters were shouting that day.

[Verse]
Said Lizzie to Phillip when she heard the grim news,
"Well, a blow has been struck at our loyal true blues,
Tell me dear Phillip and you ought to know,
How to keep Glasgow Celtic defeated and low.

Said Phillip to Lizzie " sure, there's only one way,
And I've known of this secret for many a day,
To keep the Celtic down you would have to deport,
A whole Fenian army that gives them support.

[Chorus]
Toor a loo, toor a lay,
All the Celtic supporters were shouting that day,
Toor a loo, toor a lay,
All the Celtic supporters were shouting that day.

[Chorus]
Toor a loo, toor a lay,
All the Celtic supporters were shouting that day,
Toor a loo, toor a lay,
All the Celtic supporters were shouting that day.

[Chorus]
Toor a loo, toor a lay,
All the Celtic supporters were shouting that day,
Toor a loo, toor a lay,
All the Celtic supporters were shouting that day.